Rock - Años 70 - 1975

versión popularizada por Queen

Compositor original : Freddie Mercury

Licencia por cortesía de: EMI Music Publishing France

Este tema es una versión de Bohemian Rhapsody, que popularizó Queen

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come easy go, little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger now he's dead
Mama, life has just begun but now it's gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on 'cos if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come sends shivers down my spine body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish
I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche
Will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightning me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo Figaro
Magnifico
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go
Will you let me go?
Bismillah, no!
We will not let him go
Let him go! Bismillah!
We will not let you go
Let him go! Bismillah!
We will not let you go
Will not let you go
Will not let you go
No no no no no no no!
Oh Mama mia, mama mia
Mama mia let me go
Beelzebuth has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out
Just gotta get out right outta here
Nothing really matters anyone can see
Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows

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